17 November 2025
Nearby wontons
Ueno on Monday
Only 5 poor quality photos follow, the excitement is palpable.
First there was wontons, I thought I had better eat first because many places stop serving food at 8pm, and it is a Monday so allegedly some places might be closed, but that did not seem to be the case.
Despite the late start, I did actually set off in the opposite direction to where anything bright and colourful is, which resulted in a loop through what the map tells me is Hongo-Sanchome. The only problem with that is, I forgot to take a photo, except of a bear sign. Anyway, there was not much there.
So then I ended up back in Ueno, in the red light district near my hotel.
Tomorrow, not a hiking day. And as I often say, I have no plan.
Here is a poor picture of my wontons, from Legendary Hong Kong. Not bad. Boss man was trilingual, his English had an Australian accent. Of course I threw chilli all over it and also over the table.
Another poor photo, hard to get a focus on the reflective sign. Today was a day of bear signs.
Now for the Ueno red light district. The nationality of sex slave choice here seems to be Filipino, I know this because they all said to me 'hello, Filipino' and I don't think they were asking me if I am from there.
Note the people all standing out the front with menus, one of whom is holding a flag from the Philippines. They really make it hard to spell their country name, and then its an F for the people from the country that starts with a P.
I fled back out to the main street in Ueno and scurried back to my hotel to tuck myself safely into bed.